The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 550

Chapter 550: I Want Your Heart

Oriana found solace in the tales of the past woven by her grandfather, oblivious to the passage of time until the sun stood high above them, casting its midday glow. "Grandpa, it’s time for you to rest," she gently suggested.

Philip, weary but content, nodded in agreement. For so long, he had guarded his past and family secrets, shielding Oriana from them. Yet today, after years of silence, he found himself pouring out his memories, reliving moments long buried in the recesses of his mind. The joy of sharing his stories with Oriana warmed his soul, transporting him back to a time before the weight of mortality bore down upon him.

With Oriana’s help, Philip settled into bed, slipping into sleep with ease, his frailty evident despite the medication meant to prolong his fleeting vitality. Oriana, her concern etched upon her features, checked his pulse, her heart heavy with the looming inevitability of his departure.

Leaving Philip to his slumber, Oriana stepped out into the corridor, where Rafal awaited her. "Your Highness, the King and Queen of Megaris are preparing to depart. His Highness requests your presence before their leave," Rafal informed her.

Oriana almost regretted forgetting about them and ordered, "Please arrange the carriage for me. I will leave this instant."

"It’s already been arranged," he informed.

Grateful for Rafal’s consistent efficiency, Oriana acknowledged his efforts with a nod before turning to her servant, Ana. "Ana, keep watch over Grandpa. I’ll return shortly," she instructed.

"Of course, Your Highness. Rest assured about lord Verner," Ana bowed lightly.

With her appointed knights accompanying her carriage, Oriana set off for Wildridge Manor.

Drayce and Seren remained there, awaiting the arrival of the Megarian royal troop, which had departed Griven several days prior. In a bid to spare Seren the rigors of travel, Drayce had decided to teleport directly to Megaris on the day of the troop’s arrival at the palace.

Upon reaching Wildridge Manor, Oriana found Drayce, Seren, and Slayer engaged in conversation with Arlan in the garden, with Snowflake nearby. As Oriana stepped out of the carriage, the majestic white wolf approached her with evident excitement, though she restrained herself from jumping. Instead, Snowflake stood calmly before Oriana, her gaze fixed upon her.

Oriana reached out to gently touch Snowflake’s forehead. "It seems like you’ve missed me, Snowflake," she remarked softly.

In response, Snowflake pressed her head against Oriana’s, a silent exchange passing between them. Though initially perplexed, Oriana understood the unspoken invitation and leaned in, resting her forehead against Snowflake’s. In that moment, a connection sparked between them, and Oriana sensed an inexplicable bond forming. She could feel the wolf’s emotions as if they were her own, and she realized that Snowflake was genuinely happy to see her.

"She is trying to create a connection between you two."

She turned her attention to the source of familiar voice. That was Drayce who approached her along with others. _{ƒгeewebnovёl.com}

She bowed respectfully as Drayce addressed her, his words drawing her focus back to Snowflake. "Could you sense something from Snowflake?"

Oriana nodded in affirmation. "I could feel her emotions."

Drayce nodded knowingly. "As you spend more time with her, your bond will only grow stronger."

Having heard about her destined connection with Snowflake, Oriana still grappled with understanding its significance. "Snowflake may appear calm, but she’s truly happy to see you. She’s been eagerly awaiting your return," Seren chimed in, offering her insights.

Oriana looked at Seren, "Can you feel her as well, Your Majesty...?" Seren raised a brow, only to make Oriana change her words, "...I mean, Seren..."

Pleased to hear it, Seren answered, "It’s said that I inherited a unique gift from my mother—a knack for taming and understanding beasts. I never fully comprehended it until now, through Snowflake. Even without a direct connection, I can sense her feelings and understand her."

Oriana absorbed Seren’s words, expressing her regret, "I apologize for not being able to be here and leaving you alone."

"It’s alright. I wasn’t alone, and Drayce took me to some other places. I was far from bored," Seren reassured Oriana. "You should cherish these moments with your Grandpa. We’ll have plenty of opportunities to meet again."

"Thank you for your understanding," Oriana expressed her gratitude.

"We’ll take our leave now," Drayce announced, turning to Arlan, who had been a bystander during his wife’s conversation with the guests.

Arlan nodded in acknowledgment. "We’ll meet again."

Slayer bowed respectfully to Oriana and Arlan before positioning himself by Drayce’s side, ready for their teleportation back to Megaris.

Once they departed, Arlan turned to Oriana, noticing her uncertainty. "Are you planning to return right away?" he inquired, gauging whether she intended to go back to her grandfather.

Shaking her head, Oriana replied, "I can stay here for a while."

"Good," Arlan said, taking her hand gently. "I have something for you." With that, he led her inside the manor, guiding her upstairs to the right wing instead of their usual leftward path toward their chambers.

Curious, Oriana questioned their destination. "Where are we going?"